original intention

Su Qingran didn't know how he escaped there, he vaguely seemed to understand the reason for Nan Jin's tyranny this morning, but he hurriedly cut off his thoughts, it was a kind of avoidance that he couldn't explain clearly , Nan Jin has always been perverse, tyrannical and moody in his heart, even if he is for himself...then the reason is definitely not to protect himself, maybe...as his...plaything, he can't die prematurely, Su Qingran struggled to understand.

This must be the case, Su Qingran thought it through, and gained motivation again, looking up at the sky, the midsummer sun has gradually become fierce, Su Qingran's mood has been turbulent several times in the past half a day, and he has not eaten a grain of rice or drank water, at this moment After going through hot and cold, my body gradually became weak and weak, and my body was sticky with sweat again under the sun.

Unknowingly, I walked back to the courtyard, that's all, what right do I have to lose my temper, in the vast world, my shelter at this moment is just this small courtyard, after entering the courtyard gate, Su Qingran faces Nanjin Glancing at his living room, he paused for a moment, then walked towards his own living room.

As soon as he walked into the living room, Su Qingran felt a sudden coolness. Su Qingran looked around and found that his living room was all familiar, without any changes, but the floor on the ground seemed to have been moved. Su Qingran's heart skipped a beat. , Surprised and secretly thought, who would dare to move my room without authorization.

At this time, a servant from the internal affairs hall came in with a bow and bowed to Su Qingran. Su Qingran recognized this person. This person had been serving Nan Jin all along, but Nan Jin was not used to being close to others. Serving, and in the past there was A Fu following around, but now there are myself and A Luo, so this person has been waiting outside.

Come in at this moment, and report respectfully to Su Qingran, "Master, this floor was rebuilt by the Palace Master in the past few days. Fearing that the Chief Manager will not be able to escape the heat in summer, the Palace Master summoned the most skilled craftsmen in Dali. At the back of the house, a large pool was dug under the ground along the foundation, and running water was brought in from the back of the house. Nine large circular holes were drilled, and a hollow silver plate engraved with the lotus pattern of Jiangnan female opera was covered on it, so that the cold air from the ground would pass through the hollow silver plate to cover the whole room, and the heat would gradually dissipate. If summer is over, it will be fine to release the continuing cold water one by one."

Su Qingran frowned and listened to his rambling explanation, feeling unexplainable annoyance in her heart, and waved her hand to indicate that she already knew.

The boy didn't notice Su Qingran's strangeness at all, and led Su Qingran to look at the back of the house through the carved window. He saw the two sides of the back of the house, flowing down the eaves, like a crystal rain curtain, and he didn't feel sideways. , a pleasing sight, it really is "the amber lamp is red and the rain is suspected, and the crystal curtain is more ventilated."

The little servant was still in a hurry to please and explained, "Originally, the palace master wanted to store cold water on the front and rear eaves to form a rain curtain, but it is not good to store cold water in front of the house, which will be unsightly. Later, I was afraid that the temperature would drop too much, and I was afraid that the head manager would be too tired to bear it, so I thought about hanging a water curtain behind the house. It took a lot of effort to make an exquisite machine to send water from the cold water pool When we got to the roof, we needed to renovate the roof to install a large pool, and we hurriedly finished it within the time limit ordered by the palace lord."

Su Qingran's mind was very confused. Hearing the boy's chatter all the way, he felt a sharp pain in his head, so he waved his hand to tell him to shut up, but he saw that the boy didn't receive the reward and compliment, but instead looked worried. He looked worried, and was about to say something impatiently, but found that he had been in for so long and hadn't seen Nan Jin, so he casually rewarded the boy with some things, intending to ask him where Nan Jin was.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, but it was Ye Buwen, the master of Fengying Hall. Ye Buwen came in and saluted with fists, and then said, "The palace master sent me to wait for the four hall masters to discuss matters this afternoon. The palace master told him to retreat for a month. Yu, to comprehend martial arts, all the affairs of Qingxuan Palace during this period... will be in charge of everything on behalf of the chief steward, and my hall master will assist you from the side."

Su Qingran was stunned after hearing this, and did not answer Ye Buwen. After a long while, Ye Buwen was about to run out of patience, and she suspected that the decision of the Palace Master was indeed very problematic, so Su Qingran was embarrassed. He replied vaguely, "Understood." Seeing that Su Qingran had nothing to say, Ye Buwen clasped his fists and left the room.

Su Qingran was tired and hungry, and called A Luo a few times, but did not hear a response, and then belatedly remembered that A Luo must have stayed in Futu Temple to take care of Aunt Deng, that's all, and walked to the bed Before that, he fell asleep with his clothes on his back. Although his body was sticky, the coolness in the air made him very comfortable.

When Su Qingran woke up, he felt that he had a splitting headache, his nose was hard to breathe, and his throat was burning with pain. When he moved his body a little, he was as sore and weak as if he was used to Shanxi old mature vinegar. Laugh, I dare to feel that I have typhoid fever.

But when A Luo heard the noise, she rushed to the window with small steps, holding a cup of hot water in her hand, she was able to stand still in front of the bed, hesitating, her beautiful eyes that were still red and swollen quietly quietly in fear and shame. Looking at Su Qingran, she didn't know how to pass the hot water to Su Qingran. Su Qingran couldn't bear to look at it for a while, and raised her hand to wave to A Luo, asking her to come closer.

Seeing Su Qingran's still gentle and intimate appearance, A Luo's eyes were misty, and she approached with a sob, crying, "Ah Qing, A Luo knew it wrong, A Luo... A Luo thought you would They won't talk to me anymore, woo woo woo...I...I'm in the morning..."

Su Qingran smiled, looked at the hot water, and said coquettishly, "Sister A Luo, I'm dying of thirst." A Luo quickly passed the hot water in her hand, and was about to continue talking.

Su Qingran rubbed the teacup with both hands, and said softly in a hoarse voice due to typhoid fever, "Ah Luo, don't say anything, everything is over, I only know that A Luo is the most trustworthy person in Qingxuan Palace That's enough."

Hearing this, Ah Luo was so sad that her tears fell like jade beads. Su Qingran couldn't stop, she just sighed softly, thought of Aunt Deng again, and asked how Aunt Deng was doing.

As soon as A Luo heard about Aunt Deng, she felt even more aggrieved, and said sadly, "I...I haven't said to ignore Auntie anymore, but when Auntie woke up...she threw me out and said... ...What do you say that fate is over, don't...don't get together again."

Su Qingran's face dimmed, and after understanding the cause and effect of this incident, she felt a little less grateful for Aunt Deng. Originally, when he came to Qingxuan Palace, he was no longer a kind person, but only for Aunt Deng and Cang It's a pity that what happened between Luo and Luo is a bit more unclear, and it's just a poor person. A matter of love, how many men and women in the world have been fascinated and their minds have been ruined.

After talking for a while, Su Qingran felt more and more uncomfortable. The newly built summer house made her suffer from typhoid fever, but it was not good for herself. People who came to the doctor did not treat themselves, so Su Qingran felt sick and unconscious. Sighing deeply, Ah Luo looked at the room and said worriedly, "Ah Qing, I think you must have caught a cold, and the palace master is really serious. After renovating this room, he didn't care about you anymore. I heard that you went to retreat, but This room is so cold that it is not suitable for you to recuperate."

Su Qingran was noncommittal, looked at the already blackened sky outside the house, and said lightly, "It's okay, just cover me with the thin cloud quilt covered in autumn in the cabinet. I'm not in the way, but I want to drink Luo cooked pear porridge." After hearing this, Ah Luo took the quilt and ran out to the small kitchen to cook pear porridge.

Nan Jin sits quietly on the ice bed in the stone room. This millennium ice bed has always been the best support for Nan Jin to practice the inner strength of the Jiamo Heart Sutra. Nan Jin has already cultivated to the eighth level at a young age, which is the ultimate achievement of his father However, in the past, Nan Jin was obsessed with martial arts, because in this Qingxuan Palace, if he was not strong enough, he would be a mermaid, and he had to do his best to improve his force value, but now he has practiced to the eighth level , Looking at the rivers and lakes, it is difficult to have an opponent.

However, that day, Nan Jin was in unbearable pain, his heart was so lingering, and he didn't know how to face Su Qingran's resentful and disgusted eyes. He locked himself in the stone room and retreated.

It's just that this ninth level of mentality is really difficult to overcome. For half a month, I have made no progress, and I have become more persistent without realizing it.

Nan Jin sat quietly on the ice bed, with his heart turned to the sky, and slowly settled down, wisps of smoke faintly rose above his head, Nan Jin silently recited:

Sit cross-legged with peace of mind, relax and be natural.Lips and teeth close together, breathing slowly.

The hands must be held firmly, the eyes must be level-looking, and the divine light must be gathered to reach the heart of heaven.

Into the mud pill, down to the air pocket.If it lasts forever, don't use it frequently.

The dantian is warm, and the kidney is like soup.The movement of qi moves the pulse, and the practice of self-cultivation is complete.

According to the mantra of the Jiamo Heart Sutra, I once again calmed down and adjusted my body to practice. Before I knew it, an hour had passed, and I gradually found that my body could not resist the chaotic flow of true energy. Going straight to the throat, Nan Jin immediately drew back his heart and inhaled, and folded his hands up to his chest. When his true energy calmed down, he exhaled heavily, his eyebrows jumped, and he felt a burst of palpitations.

For some reason, Nan Jin suddenly thought that when his father was practicing the ninth floor, he used the way of reversing the muscles and veins to break through, and finally got mad. Nan Jin couldn't help thinking with the scriptures. way?Otherwise, how could he try it lightly based on the shrewdness of his father in his life, but there is no hint of this in the entire Heart Sutra. Nan Jin thought hard, but finally dared not try it lightly...

After thinking hard for so many days, there was still no way out. Nan Jin was furious for a while, raised his hand and slammed it out, a bright light flashed faintly, and the small bluestone table more than ten feet away suddenly shattered into pieces, but he didn't know that Nan Jin was angry Is it because he failed to realize the Dao, or something else that he deliberately suppressed these days... I'm afraid he can't tell.

It seems that he still has not realized the true way. Nan Jin understands that this is not too urgent, let alone use some extreme means. If he walks his father's old way, he will regret it. Since this retreat is not successful, he He didn't stop, and immediately retreated from the stone room.

As soon as he opened the stone door of the stone chamber and felt the sunlight shining into his eyes, Nan Jin suddenly felt that he missed that person so much. He was like the sunshine pouring into his heart all over the sky, illuminating him for so many years. Come the haze.

Nan Jin laughed unknowingly, and was about to go back to find Su Qingran, but when he looked up, he saw a familiar white dove flying in the sky, which was the one he had released, and there was a special long howl at that moment. Sensing the master's call, she immediately called Nan Jin over and landed firmly on his shoulder.

Nan Jin faintly restrained the excitement in his heart, and opened the creed tied to the pigeon's foot with steady hands. After reading the news above, he couldn't help raising the corners of his eyebrows and eyes. After closing the creed, he didn't have time to go back to pack his bags, and immediately Decided to go to Xijiang to teach, anyway, Qingxuan Palace's business houses are all over the rivers and lakes, so I don't worry about the problem of luggage on the road.While everyone thought he was in seclusion, he left immediately, but there was no arrangement to give instructions to the congregation.

Unknowingly, two months have passed, Su Qingran's medical skills have reached perfection, at least he can be regarded as an expert in Xinglin, but maybe it's because the doctor doesn't heal himself or because of other reasons, the disease is always good and bad Yes, the lingering until now is exhausted.

On this day, Su Qingran was still covered with a thin cloud silk quilt, holding the academic affairs of the Qingxuan Palace that Ye Buwen had handed in for the past few days, seeing that An Nanguo's internal affairs were almost handled, and everything was in order. As Qingxuan Palace thought, the third prince succeeded to the throne, and the elites of Qingxuan Palace sent to King Annan City were also on their way back. Su Qingran smiled slightly, remembering that Nan Jin saw this result, probably will be very satisfied...

At this time, suddenly a kingfisher landed on the window sill, looking for the owner's breath, looking blankly, its small beak kept pecking at the broken grains scattered on the window sill for some reason.Su Qingran's expression tightened. For so many days, the contact between him and Wei Ming can be said to be very little. The Qingxuan Palace has a lot of traps and defenses at every step. If it is accidentally exposed, it may be a catastrophe. , Could it be that there is some major change?

After thinking about it, Su Qingran blew a short whistle, and the kingfisher heard the movement, fluttered its small wings and flew towards Su Qingran's arms.

Su Qingran frowned, clenched and loosened her fingers, and said in the letter that the matter must be speeded up. Xuejian Villa has rested for these days, and is planning to attack Qingxuan Palace again, which is very difficult for Su Qingran. He is very worried. He knows better than anyone else that even the Xuejian Villa in its heyday was not necessarily the opponent of Qingxuan Palace, let alone now?

After thinking about it, Su Qingran walked quickly to the desk, unfolded a waterproof book, and wrote, "Brother must work hard to stop this, another big plan, I should be safe with myself, don't worry, don't worry."

Nan Jin came back from the Qingxuan Palace, the long and short pavilions along the way, and finally understood the feeling of returning home like an arrow, until the Qingxuan Palace was still galloping, regardless of the surprised eyes of the disciples along the way, short The short road in front of us feels even more long.

When I hurried back to the courtyard door of the living room, I saw a clever kingfisher vaguely flying towards the sky. It looked quiet and leisurely under the sky dyed with red clouds. The figure, the face was very soft by the sunset glow, covered with a layer of warm light, the man raised his neck slightly, looking into the distance, as if... It seems to be the person who is looking forward to the king's return by the window and the door... ...Nan Jin's heart was suddenly hit lightly and bluntly like a hammer, sour and soft for a while...

Nan Jin got off his horse and approached him, and took his hand very naturally, his hand was still soft and cool, Nan Jin thought, hey, I lost weight...

However, Su Qingran stared at the kingfisher as it went away without regaining his senses, and his hand was grabbed by someone. He hurriedly put away his emotions, secretly thinking that he has become more and more lazy and careless these days, and he didn't even notice that people approached him. The matter that was captured by Nan Jin didn't have time to pay attention to it, and he was led back to the living room in a daze, and the two of them agreed not to mention the matter of that day very tacitly, as if nothing had happened.

On the contrary, as soon as Nan Jin entered Su Qingran's room, a sense of coolness rushed over his face. Nan Jin unconsciously showed a smile, and turned to ask Su Qingran, "Do you like it?" Su Qingran nodded, not awkward With a twist, he gently pulled out the hand that Nan Jin had held all the way.